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real boston richey – not to mention lyrics

[intro]
huh, uh
dun, dun, uh
bum, uh, uh, uh, uh
(section 8 just straight cooked this motherf+cker up)
yeah, uh
bum, uh, huh
bum, bum, huh
bum, bum, uh
ayy, ayy

[verse 1]
n+ggas in competition, mm, but i know n+ggas trippin’
i spent three hundred k on my pendant, two hundred k on what i’m whippin’
and, oh yeah, not to mention, h+lla bread up on my b+tches
you know who did them k!llings, everybody over here got—
slap a b+tch if she don’t listen, wake up, b+tch, go clean my dishes
i’m too turnt to rock them d+ckies, turnt n+gga, gon’ rock givenchy
b+tch, i’m too turnt for them kisses, save it for that n+gga that’s with you
b+tch, lil’ boston’ll never hit you, i’m that n+gga that’ll come and get you
when your n+gga kick you out, take you back up to my spot
penthouse, top floor, this sh+t your n+gga ain’t even got
bеfore i was trappin’ hubba bubba, me and ray was hittin’ the pot
dirt road, trappin’ hard, tryna run up mе a knot
i could do what i want, hit the jeweler and buy me a b+tch a tennis
i go do what they don’t, f+ck a b+tch, then buy the b+tch a pendant
buy some sh+t they won’t, n+ggas hatin’, but i keep on sh+ttin’
i ain’t never miss no day in the trap, n+gga, i got perfect attendance
mm, trap out the store, lil’ n+gga, we winnin’
swingin’ that pole, lil’ n+gga, i’m with it
give me them ‘bows and i’ma go gon’ get it
n+ggas be hoes, they count fetti
you ain’t my bro, n+gga, i ain’t friendly
where the coat? n+gga, i’ma hit it
f+ck that b+tch until i’m finished
i can blow this sh+t in a minute
[chorus]
i can blow this sh+t, i can blow this sh+t in a minute
uh, i can blow this sh+t, n+gga, i can buy a b+tch a tennis
i can blow this sh+t, n+gga, i can blow this sh+t in a minute
i can blow this sh+t, i can go and buy a b+tch some titties

[verse 2]
i can blow it like i made the dollar bill myself
i got my n+ggas with me, i ain’t run this sh+t all by myself
it costs to drip like this, lil’ n+gga, you better watch your step
if you ain’t from the southside, f+ck n+gga, i don’t need your help
the b+tch ain’t movin’ right, it’s only right the b+tch get left
take my pain out on a b+tch, she gotta feel all what i felt
if a b+tch f+ck on my brothers, that’s some sh+t i can’t accept
but a b+tch f+ck on another n+gga, that’s somethin’ i can’t accept
check me out up in the city, boston richey havin’ rep’
b+tch, i’m trappin’ everything, but i’m scared to trap that meth
all these brooms we got over here, n+gga play, you gettin’ swept
b+tch, don’t talk to boston richey, you got d+ck up on your breath

[chorus]
i can blow this sh+t, i can blow this sh+t in a minute
uh, i can blow this sh+t, n+gga, i can buy a b+tch a tennis
i can blow this sh+t, n+gga, i can blow this sh+t in a minute
i can blow this sh+t, i can go and buy a b+tch some titties

- real boston richey lyrics

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